Unity of the poem

Assignment- E-C301: The Modernist Literature

Topic-Unity of the poem

Name –Joshi Toral

Roll no-06

Sem-1

Batch-2011-12

                                                 

                                                    

                                               Submitted to,

                                                                Dr.Dilip Barad,

                                                                Bhavnagar University,

                                                                    Bhavnagar

West land

·      Introduction:-

         T.S. Eliot has written a great poem of his life. Poet was too depended how the nature of poem represented by his poem. Eliot shows some identity of a great poet of 19^th century.

        He wrote a poem in 1922 ‘The West Land’ and see how the display a Weast land in modern time and his life.

        1 Burial on The dead

        2 A game of chess

        3 The fire sermon.

        4 Death by water

        5 What the thunder said.

·       Burial on the death:-

             April, the month of sprint is the cruelest. Oath for the modern west lenders for I it reminds them of life and activity. Lilacs’ grow out of the land which had remained dead so to say in the writer mothers. The month of April mixes up both memories and desire in their consciousness. Their dull souls are stirred up as the roots of trees and plants are stirred up into activity by spring rain.

        There is spiritual degeneration al around the modern waste land Even the function of the Tarot pack of cards has degenerated. It is used for telling and thus cheating the credulous people Madame corrosives. The famous fortune-teller is sick and suffers from cold. But she is considered to be the wisest woman in Europe as she can foretell the future with a wicked pack of cards. Her clients stands round them and she shows them one by one the Cards which to retell respective tutors on one at the cards there is a future at a downed Phoenician sailor but such regenerating is not possible in the modern age one another and there is the rider of Belladonna a hard hearted lady and so called the lady of the Rocks who is an expert in manipulating sex- intrigues on another cars there is the picture of a man with three staves. Next there is a card with the picture of a wheel the picture of a one eyed merchant on it she does not find the cars with the picture of the hanged s man on it. Then she sees crowd’s odd people walking in a ring. Then one of the clients’ pays to her fee and show thanks him. She also asks this cdient to tell Mrs. Equitant if he happens to meet her that she would herself being her horoscope to her. Fortune telling is an idle gal activity and so they have to be very careful.

         The poet next address the ‘Unreal city’ which may be any city in the modern west land on Paris or any other for there is the same spiritual desolation everywhere. The poet observes it from a distance covered with the brown for of the writer morning. He sees a crowd of people towing over the London Bridge and he had never imagined that there were so many dead people. They sighted treaty as it.

        The passage concludes with the words you hypocrite you are like me. ‘You are my brother’ In other words all are equally dead spiritually in the modern west land.

·       A Game of chess:-

               The poet begins by describing the bedroom and dressing table of a rich and fashionable lady belonging of highest sections of society. She sat in a chair which shone brightly like a there one studded with jewels. In its bright light her marble dressing table also ‘glowed’ or shone brightly. Her looking glass was help up by wooden pillars on which were carved vine creepers with grapes from which small cupid the love- god peeped out. They glittered in the bright light and their glitter further intensified the brightness of the light falling open them from above.

              

           There were also small bottles made of ivory or colored glass. They were full of these scents purchased firm foreign, As the bottles were speed rich perfumes come out and over whelmed the senses with their strong odor and troubled and confused thou who inhaled such strong Odeon. The ceiling was decorated with sunken panels and these decorative patterns were now fretted by air and smoke.

·     The Fire Sermon:-

                                                         The section begins with the port or Teresa’s. Thames by the trees on the opposite bank meeting at the top in the spring season in now broken because with the coming of autumn their leaves. The last few leaves that look like fingers clutching each other are also gradually falling on the wet leaves but there is none to listen to it.

                         Now all this is changed. The London streets close to the banks of the river have dusty trees and trams run there with their smoke and ugly noises. The speaker the first of the three girls who live near the river say that she was ruined in the two river-side holiday picnic spots called Richmond and knew. There she was raped in a narrow boat. She was forced to lie flat there and raise her feet.

                            The poet is reminded of the words of St.Augustine in his confessions “To cartages them I came where a cauldron of unholy loves sung all about my ears.”

·       Death by Water:-

                                                               Plebes were a Phoenician sailor who was famous in ancient times, for their skill navigation. Now he no longer remembers the cry of gulls which he used to hear during his voyages. Now he has also forgotten all of the deep sea. His materialistic activity his pursuit of wealth has also come to an end. His bones were sea and were carried away with a slow whispering sound. As his body rose and fell with the current, he passed the various stages of a man’s life from “youth to old sage”. At last his body was caught in a whirlpool and was seen no more. Thus ended his earthly existence.

                                         We should learn a lesson from his tragic death. Whether we are believers our destiny and drive ourselves the boat of our life.

 “Life-Death-Life”

·     What The Thunder said:-

                                                The section begins with an account of the arrest of Christ at the hand of his enemies. They came at search of him with torches in their in search of him with torches in their hands. Their faces were dirty with sweat and red with anger. He was arrested in a grcgarden and there was frosty silence after his arrest. He suffered great agony in palaces and prisons made of stones. Then the mobs shouted angrily as it was rumored that Christ was about to be released. Prison and palaces resounded with their shouts. Then at last Christ was crucified. But at the very moment of his fructification there was thunder over the distant mountains indicating that soon there will be rain. The poet adds that Christ did not die when he was crucified. He lived on in the hearts of the devout but now he is dead because we the modern waste lenders have forgotten him and his teachings. We who were living when Christ was crucified and we make no efforts for our spiritual salvation or regeneration we are passive and inactive so far as spiritual mutters are concerned.

                    DA

                    Datta: Devote to noble cause

                    Dayadhvam: Sympathise with the sorrows and suffering of others

                    Damyata: Self-control over one’s passions and desires.

                     Such self-control is essential for a successful and happy life. The there would be nothing but….

     “Shantih, Shantih, Shantih”